Feeding The Five Thousand

Busy busy today 

Settling Mrs I in to the the new routine of 'cared for', as opposed to being 'carer'

Having gone solo to Aldi and brought the shopping home and put away, I asked her what would be her absolute favourite meal.

My heart sang when she said pie and chips from the chippie.

My heart sank when I got there, the queue was out the door and spilling over into the street.

But I was hungry and I was on a mission. (Mission Chips?)

This wasn't pie in the sky, this was real. And getting more real the closer I got to being served.

Finally, after ordering and waiting, I had that mound of piping hot, greasy, salty and vinegary chips in my hand. 

The smell was driving me insane but it was worth the wait. 

The chips had been freshly cooked, the chicken and mushroom pie freshly microwaved and the peas were properly mushy.

Boy it was good ..and Mrs I scoffed the lot. 

A very happy Friday evening and all is well with the world ....

Getting there, one day at a time...

Happy Weekend everyone. 

And God Bless America!